After the New Year's holiday, Zhang Zian was in high spirits.
The sun hadn't risen yet. He stood in front of the shop against the cold wind in the early morning. His right hand moved up and down, and his left hand moved up and down, drawing two semicircles. His palms were slowly put together, and his fingers were curved like hooks. After a while, he kept his palms in the same position and put them on the right side of his waist. His legs were in a horse stance, as if they were rooted to the ground.
He held his breath, took a deep breath, and felt the flow of energy in his body. He brought the endless energy between heaven and earth to every corner of his body, circulated it, and finally gathered it in his palms.
His palms became burning hot, as if he was holding a miniature nuclear reactor. If he didn't control it with all his strength, the nuclear reactor would explode.
Was this the feeling of lifting something heavy as if it were light?
He was secretly happy. He felt that this time, there must be a way!
So, he focused on the front, dragged out his voice, and chanted a powerful spell!
"Turtle —"
"Pi —"
"Qi —"
"Gong!"
As he said the word "gong", he pushed the nuclear reactor in his palms forward with all his strength!
In his mind, the whole pet shop, the whole street, and the whole of Binhai City would be turned into ashes by the airflow. The atmosphere would be torn open, and dust, gravel, boulders, and buildings would all be sucked into the endless vacuum. Even the surface of the earth would have a scar that was hundreds of meters deep, and people all over the world would look up to him with awe …
However … nothing actually happened.
There was no wind. Two meters away, not even a leaf of the rosewood he moved out of the shop to water moved.
What was going on?
He maintained the horse stance and pushed his palms forward, seriously thinking about life.jpg
"Master, you … what are you doing?"
Wang Qian and Li Kun appeared with a pancake in their hands. They wiped the sauce from their mouths and stared at Zhang Zian, who was in a weird posture.
Zhang Zian was afraid that the energy that he had worked so hard to gather would be disturbed. He squinted at them and said seriously, "It is said that if you stay single, you can use Kamehameha. So, every New Year, I try it."
"Uh … really?"
Ordinary people wouldn't believe it, but Wang Qian and Li Kun, who were very naive, really believed it.
"Of course it's real! Being single is a very valuable asset! "
Zhang Zian said with certainty.
Wang Qian and Li Kun excitedly stuffed the pancake into their mouths, ran to Zhang Zian's side, and clumsily made the same gesture.
"Your horse stance is too narrow! Wider! "
"You have to exert strength in your fingers. It's like holding on to a cliff. If you can't hold on, you will fall!"
Zhang Zian retracted his posture and instructed the two of them in a serious manner.
When they finally correctly imitated the movements of Kamehameha, Zhang Zian clapped his hands and said, "Kids! Start practicing! "
"Tortoise!"
"Pi —"
"Qi —"
"Wait, Master!"
Just as Zhang Zian was about to give the final command, Wang Qian and Li Kun interrupted him.
"Master, only monkeys would say that, right? We're not monkeys, "the two of them said in unison.
Zhang Zian laughed indifferently. "I suddenly thought of this sentence, so I shouted it out loud."
"Oh."
The simple-minded Wang Qian and Li Kun accepted this explanation and began to concentrate on gathering Qi with Zhang Zian's palms.
"Do you feel the heat in your palms?" Zhang Zian asked. "This is related to your understanding."
"Uh … I think I feel it."
The two of them carefully felt that their palms were faintly hot. This was for sure. All their strength was concentrated in their palms, so there was no heat in their palms.
"Do you feel like you're holding something heavy in your hands?"
"Yes!" Wang Qian and Li Kun were excited.
"Okay, listen to my command! Tortoise — "
"Pi —"
"Qi —"
"Gong!"
Zhang Zian was in front, and Wang Qian and Li Kun were behind. The three of them lined up in an arrowhead shape, and with a sonorous and powerful gesture, they pushed out their palms! They pushed out their style, their level, their style, their fighting spirit, and their image. They also pushed out their hopeless youth!
Of course, nothing happened.
Today was a work day. The office workers who got up early hurried by and saw the weird scene in front of the pet shop. They thought they were performing some kind of performance art. Some people even took a few pictures with their mobile phones.
Fortunately, Zhang Zian was thick-skinned enough, and Wang Qian and Li Kun were quite immature. The three of them did not care about the passers-by looking at them as if they were stupid. Instead, they enjoyed doing it over and over again.
"Gong!"
"Gong!"
"Gong!"
"Morning, Mr. Store Manager … Hey, what are you doing?" Lu Yi Yun, who came to work, stared at the three people in front of the shop. Jasmine poked her head out of her backpack and meowed.
"We are practicing martial arts," Wang Qian answered frankly.
"Uh … What kind of martial arts?" she asked again.
"Kamehameha!" Wang Qian answered openly.
Lu Yi Yun was silent, and quietly slipped into the shop.
The three of them temporarily gave up and squatted in front of the shop to rest. Wang Qian and Li Kun discussed the essentials of the martial arts, and they even went to the forum to ask about the correct posture to use Kamehameha. Zhang Zian touched his chin and thought, Wang Qian and Li Kun are too young, and they are still in college. How can I help them improve their strength as soon as possible? Should I combine them with the Bartra Earring?
After they had enough rest, Wang Qian and Li Kun went into the shop to clean up. Zhang Zian was about to go in, when he heard someone shouting from afar, "Good morning, Mr. Store Manager!"
He turned around and saw that it was Little Celery. She was carrying a backpack, and her face was flushed. She was full of energy, but her trademark braid was covered by her cap. Zhang Zian could not tell what day of the week it was. As an idle person who did not go to work, he used to judge the day according to Little Celery's braid.
"Hey! Good morning, Little Celery! High five for me! Yay! "
Little Celery jumped up happily and high-fived Zhang Zian with her gloved hand, although she didn't know why she wanted to high-five him …
"Oh, Mr. Store Manager, why did you leave so early that day? Our class won the school's best performance award! They also gave us a prize and a certificate! "Little Celery said excitedly.
"Oh, what prize?" Zhang Zian asked, "A game console?"
"Not a game console, but stationery and a backpack," Little Celery said.
Well, he did not expect the elementary school to give out a game console as a prize. He was just asking.
Little Celery continued, "My mom was so happy. She made a lot of delicious food for me on New Year's Day! I was so full that I could barely walk! She said that after the winter break, I will go back to my grandma's house and let them watch the game! "
"When is the winter break, Little Celery?" Zhang Zian guessed that the elementary school would be on winter break soon, so he asked.
"Well … in two weeks …" Little Celery thought for a while.
"Is the final exam coming soon?"
"Yes, soon," Zhang Zian encouraged her.
"Two weeks will pass in the blink of an eye. Little Celery, you have to work hard for the final exam. If you get a good result, you can have fun during the winter break."
"Yes!" Little Celery nodded vigorously, "I will go to school after talking to Xiao Ling's ear for a while!"
"Okay, go ahead. Don't take too long," he reminded her.
As soon as Little Celery entered the shop, a car stopped on the side of the road. Sun Xiaomeng knocked on the window and seemed to have something to say.
Zhang Zian trotted a few steps. When he got closer, Sun Xiaomeng rolled down the window.
"About the dog-trappers two days ago — I heard from Mr. Li and Mr. Qian that they were pulled into a WeChat group of people who lost their dogs. After the police tracked them down, they were sent to several places. Some of the dogs were even sold to other places. A small number of dogs were recovered, but most of them …" She paused and sighed.
Zhang Zian saw that she deliberately parked on the side of the road, and he had a hunch that she was going to talk about it.
Whether it was a lost dog that was picked up by a stranger, or a dog that was trapped and then sold to someone else, the biggest problem to pursue was the proof of purchase. Otherwise, how could they say that it was yours? If there was no proof of purchase, and the other party refused to admit it, unless it was caught by surveillance, it would be very troublesome.
In addition, because the bait contained illegal drugs, and the dosage was not small, it was harmful to the central nervous system of the dog. After eating the bait, the dog's reaction was slow, and when it was strapped around the neck, it might suffocate during the struggle. It was estimated that one-third of the dogs died before they could be resold, and were directly sent to the black-hearted dog meat shop. While the diners were eating, they also ingested the drugs in the dead dogs, but they didn't know it … It could be said that it was very harmful.
This recovery operation was jointly enforced by the police and the Industry and Commerce Bureau. On the one hand, it was to arrest the suspects and recover the lost dogs, and on the other hand, it was to punish these black-hearted dog meat shops that accepted dog meat from unknown sources. On the other hand, it was to trace the drug dealers who illegally sold drugs to the dog-trapper gang.
These things that Sun Xiaomeng described were the words of Mr. Li and Mr. Qian, and she didn't know how much of it was true.
After a brief explanation, Sun Xiaomeng finally said, "Mr. Li's dog was found. After he found the dog that day, he was too excited to thank you, so he asked me to express his gratitude to you. As for Mr. Qian … I heard that when you found the den, Mr. Qian's dog was already dead, right? "
"Well, it seems so." Zhang Zian nodded. "He almost beat up the dog-trapper gang at that time."
"Well, he asked me for your address, and in two days he may come to buy a dog." Sun Xiaomeng laughed. "Good people have good karma. Then I will go back to the clinic first, a customer has made an appointment. Bye-bye! "
"Bye-bye!"
Zhang Zian watched her car drive away, and once again thought of that sentence — do good, don't ask about the future.
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